Dark Deception Novelas e Histórias

He wake me up at midnight and took me again, and another one at dawn until I totally pass out. I woke up in the afternoon and I can't feel my lower half, I tried to move and I saw a painkiller and water at the night stand, I reach it and drink two pills. I wait to kick in the medicine and move again. As I sat I see that I was still naked under the duvet. I was looking for Pete but he was nowhere to be found, and it sank in my mind that maybe he regret being with me and my heart aches.

"I want you to help me give it to them." Asher's heart gave an involuntary flip. "Present?" Sarah's red lips lifted into an evil grin. Pulling her clutch from its place on the table beside her she began to rummage through it until she found what she needed. She held a tiny packet filled with white powder out flashing it to a confused looking Asher. "Do you know what this is Asher?" She asked now. Asher slowly shook his head feigning ignorance. He had a vague idea, but he didn't want to say as he tried to give Sarah the benefit of the doubt. After all this was real life not some ridiculous TV drama. People didn't actually plot to drug people to get their way, right?

he doesn’t even understand what the girl’s shouting but she seems like a witch –chanting her evil spell “Don’t just stand! Fight!” he urges his team as the undead still multiplying like crazy “A –are you su –sure about this Alfonso? They outnumbered us!” cowardly hiding in the corner, some people did not help them and just settled themselves in the dark “Choose people! Fight them or die here? That’s the only thing that we can do” Alfonso shouted and the cowards still crept in the dark “wa –what’s this?” “Ahk!” it’s a great mistake to hid and cover up in the darkness because where there’s a dark the shadows/soul is more dominant

(WELCOME TO DARKNESS; LITTLE TICKING CLOCK) “LITTLE TICKING CLOCK OF DARKNESS.” HE whispers, all the while drawing a sinister smile and all along loving the current situation from the current loop of six that HE is watching from HIS mirror. “The deed is all set. The certain characters are place perfectly to the board. Now, all that is needed is a bit of trap and card to set the best deal so far.” HE then giggles, playing the chess piece of the rook to his finger. That particular shaded black and white piece that represents that current holder with the torn life and having the deal that HE expects for him to have.

I've already tried to find this place that holds so many secrets, and just another one of my horror dreams. "And dad, if you're hiding something from me, I'll find out with your help or not! There is something in this city that scares the remaining people and I will know whether or not my name is Delmom Salvatore.

I almost forgot that my parents and the cops were unaware that Fardinn and his dad were no less dangerous and harmful. "Hello, Natalia." Fardinn's dad David smirked. "What the hell are you two doing here?" I gritted my teeth and hissed. "Behave, Natalia." My mom glared at me. "Oh God! They're also connected to the underworld, Mom! Don't trust them!" I tried to make my mother understand but she narrowed her eyes at me. David's hand secretly went to the back side and I understood what was going to happen in the next moment. He was observing our every move like a predator.

I noticed Dimitri was fuming, it was small, but I had seen it when he dealt with my father. “Alright boys,” Darius finally said, “We know you are lying, just come out of with the truth and we can make you a good deal to fix your mistakes. If you don’t, well, your Lord has some nice ways to make you say the truth that you wouldn’t like.” The man on the far left laughed, “Don’t call us boys! And for the last time we are not-” In the speed of light Dimitri got of his chair and put his fangs in the man’s neck, only a couple of seconds later the human fell to the ground, lifeless.

I crawled into the bed, covered, and buried myself between the sheets after turning off the lights. The place was dark and cold. She walked down the stairs into the dim room after hearing the cries. Her soft locks bounced playfully as She secretly made her way down the staircase. She wasn't supposed to be there, but she couldn't control her curiosity. They had left the door open mistakenly. They thought she would have been asleep. She wasn't. Her little hands hugged her teddy bear tightly as she was swallowed deeper into the dark room. It was larger than she had expected it to

"You appear out of nowhere, claiming to have answers. But we’ve seen enough deceit to last a lifetime." The figure raised a hand, palm outward in a gesture of peace. "I do not ask for trust. I offer you knowledge." Their voice softened. "The Dark One is not truly defeated, not in the way you think. The artifact you possess, the one you used to imprison it, has a far more dangerous purpose than you realize."

- collectors of debts, takers of lives. Their presence strikes fear into the hearts of even the most hardened men. Each one a force to be reckoned with, ruthless and merciless. Their rule is absolute, their mercy nonexistent and I'm in love with one of them. Their rule is absolute, their mercy nonexistent and I'm in love with one of them. Viktor Ivanov, the Strategist. Alexei Sokolov, the Ghost, is the most quiet and reserved member but he's as deadly as a viper. Mikhail Volkov, the Butcher or the Volk and then we have Nikolai Rostov, the Punisher.